This poem is taken from PN Review 290, Volume 52 Number 6, July - August 2026.
Poems
Max with Blue Eyes
In the photographs
I find him, now
with a small black dog, now
with a large orange cat
his companions
in the ruins
trenches
abandoned homes
His poet’s bio
typed up on the phone
like a Tinder profile
records a dream
He’s at the seashore
still young and free, and gulls
sneak up to steal
his mayo-dipped fries
At thirty-three, he had
...
In the photographs
I find him, now
with a small black dog, now
with a large orange cat
his companions
in the ruins
trenches
abandoned homes
His poet’s bio
typed up on the phone
like a Tinder profile
records a dream
He’s at the seashore
still young and free, and gulls
sneak up to steal
his mayo-dipped fries
At thirty-three, he had
...
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